Cotton Cloth

When the strange orc wore the pair of cloth earrings, it was as if an orange light suddenly fell on his ears, making him brighten up.

This feeling of vitality is something that even Jian Mo than ten years of schooling, Jane couldn't learn from textbooks.

The people of the Long Years Tribe were overjoyed to see that Jian Mo liked her.

Later on, the people of the Long Years Tribe even asked Jian Mo to help them pierce their ears. They had heard that Jian Mo's ear piercings were exceptionally good, very symmetrical, healed quickly, and were painless.

Jian Mo's hospitality, she took out her first-aid kit and spent half the night piercing the ears of the Jiu Long Years Tribe, even managing to get a lot of fabric in return.

As Jian Mo's hands were trembling with exhaustion and he was packing up to rest, a sub-beastman ran up to him. "Doctor Jian Mo, didn't you say you liked those white, soft fruits? I have some fruits I picked earlier at home, see if this is the kind?"

The fabric of the Long Years Tribe is somewhat like linen, and is relatively rough.

When Jian Mo was chatting with them, she mentioned cotton cloth and casually described what cotton bolls looked like, wanting to know if there was anything similar to cotton bolls in the area.

I never expected the orcs to actually bring it!

Chapter 138 Cotton Cloth

Jian Mo took the fruit from the orc boy and examined it carefully.

The fruit is small, slightly smaller than a ping-pong ball, with a cracked shell on the outside. White, fluffy substances ooze out from the shell, contrasting sharply with the yellowish-brown shell.

Jian Mo open the outer shell and pulled out the white fluff.

The clump of fluff was only about the size of a longan, and inside were seeds that looked like orange seeds. You had to rub them between your fingers to get the seeds out.

Once the seeds are cleaned out, there will be even less fluff.

Jian Mo couldn't help but feel disappointed.

It's too much trouble to get such a small amount of white fluff; if it were woven into cloth, there would be many steps involved.

Jian Mo composed herself and asked the boy, "What's the name of this plant?"

The boy said, "It doesn't seem to have a name; it's just a wild fruit. We originally planned to pick it to make earrings and necklaces. The white fluff inside the cracked shell looks quite pretty, like unique beads."

Jian Mo glanced at it and agreed with the boy's opinion, "It is indeed quite good-looking."

The boy said, "It's not very durable, so not many people pick this kind of fruit. Doctor Jian Mo, is this the fruit you want?"

Jian Mo smiled and said, "Really? Thank you."

The boy was a little excited. "You're welcome, you can have it if you want."

Jian Mo put the two fruits away. "Thank you. Where did you pick these fruits? I'd like to pick more tomorrow."

The boy readily replied, "It's up on the mountain. If you want to pick them, I can lead the way."

Jian Mo: "Thank you for your trouble. I'll tell Xin Jun that I'll need your help tomorrow."

The boy waved his hand. "You're welcome!"

Jian Mo took the two fruits back to her temporary lodgings and showed them to Wu Jiong.

After examining it, Wu Jiong said, "The fibers inside are quite soft, but it might not be easy to remove them."

Jian Mo: "Right now, we can only collect some, take out the fibers, and try weaving them into cloth. If the cloth doesn't turn out well, we won't need to consider it anymore. If it works well, we'll think of other methods."

Wu Jiong: "Then let's give it a try."

If I want to take the boys from the Long Years Tribe up the mountain to pick the Long Years Tribe's fruits, I must tell Xin Jun first, no matter what.

Xin Jun didn't mind them going up the mountain to pick fruit, but she was puzzled. "You're going up the mountain to pick this kind of, uh, you mean cotton bolls for weaving cloth? Aren't the fibers good enough? These fruits are small and have many seeds, it must be quite troublesome to weave them into cloth."

Jian Mo: "We mainly want to give it a try. I feel that cotton is softer and finer, so the fabric should be softer too."

Xin Jun: "Then it's not suitable for summer use."

Jian Mo smiled and said, "It's almost the end of summer. If it's not suitable, you can use it in the fall or winter."

Xin Jun thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll take you there myself tomorrow."

Jian Mo quickly replied, "No need, just have Yi Chuan lead the way for us."

Yi Chuan is the name of that sub-beastman boy.

Xin Jun said, "I mainly want to see what this cotton boll looks like after it's woven into cloth. I've never paid attention to this plant before."

Since Xin Jun had already said so, Jian Mo and Wu Jiong naturally couldn't refuse.

So the two parties agreed to get up early the next day and go into the mountains to pick as many cotton bolls as possible.

As for the agreement to exchange white milk fruit with the Cypress Branch Tribe, it had to be temporarily abandoned.

It was rare for Yi Chuan to lead the team, and he was quite excited, running and jumping ahead with light and agile steps.

The others didn't have it so easy.

It was a bit hot today, and the mountain was covered with bushes and weeds. They had to cut grass on both sides as they went up the mountain, and everyone's cheeks were flushed from the heat.

In particular, cotton boll trees do not grow in clusters, but rather scattered here and there. After picking the cotton bolls from one tree, they have to search for a while before they can pick the cotton bolls from the next tree.

There were many insects buzzing along the road, swarming towards them.

Jian Mo quickly took out the medicinal oil he had obtained from the Mengshui Tribe and gave it to everyone, thus avoiding the risk of being bitten by mosquitoes.

Jian Mo wiped the sweat from her chin. "It's really not easy to pick some cotton bolls."

Xin Jun: "It's too tiring. If you hadn't said that cotton bolls could be used to weave cloth, even if we had heard of it, we probably wouldn't have come to pick them."

Jian Mo smiled and said, "I really appreciate your trust in me."

Xin Jun: "No, no, no, we should thank you for sharing with us. Let's go, there should be a few more cotton boll trees ahead. I came here to pick cotton bolls when I was young."

Jian Mo: "Speaking of which, it seems like none of the jewelry you make has ever really made it out there?"

Xin Jun said helplessly, "Whether it's cloth ornaments or plant-based ornaments, they're all too fragile, and most people don't want to replace them. We, on the other hand, have exchanged for ornaments made by the Dianxin Tribe, and we even have a few treasured."

Jian Mo smiled and said, "I also have a floral wreath headdress made by the Dianxin Tribe; Wu Jiong gave it to me."